My New Leg

I called my physician’s office again, for the third week in a row, to try to schedule an appointment. I tried explaining it would be a brief visit; all they need to do is diagnose my amputation and prescribe a prosthesis. The man on the phone has no idea what I’m talking about and tries to book me with Vascular Medicine, who passes me back. I got cranky and tried to point out that health insurance doesn’t actually do much good if I can’t even see a doctor. I’m paying hundreds of dollars a month for this? I hate to think what would happen if I were actually ill…